Chapter 3

"Catherine! Ginny! You need to get up now!" Mrs Weasley's voice called down the hallway. Noise and a clutter of people filled Grimmauld Place. It was the day that Harry, Ron, Hermione, Ginny and Catherine were going back to Hogwarts for their final year (second final for Ginny).

Catherine groaned heavily, rolling over to check the time. It was only 7:42. Slowly, the young woman puled herself out of bed, she could hear Ginny already heading down the stairs. Cate had changed and was pulling a brush through her dark hair when a loud crack echoed throughout the room. Catherine shot around her hair swirling behind her, to find Charlie right there.

"Morning." He said cheerfully, then brushed his lips against Cate's.

"Morning." She mumbled, tired, yet, very happy that Charlie had come to see her privately.

The young man walked over to Catherine's trunk, dropping a pile of books into it.

"Snape dropped those off late last night."

'Ah." She replied, walking over to her bed, she dropped down onto it. Lying down, her legs dangling off it. Charlie sat down beside her, stroking her stomach softly, sending tingles down her spine. The eighteen-year-old giggled softly, curling towards him as he lowered himself to just above her, supporting his weight with his arm. "I'm going to miss you." Cate whispered. Charlie lowered himself so that he wasn't even an inch away from her.

"I'm going to miss you too." He breathed, then kissed her passionately, their tongues entwined. Charlie slowly turned onto his back as they departed, Cate rested her head down on his chest, rising and falling with each breath of his. The couple lay there, hands interlocked for a while.

"Catherine!" Mrs Weasley's voice once again called up the stairs.

"Coming!" The young woman shouted down to her. Cate picked herself up from Charlie, pulling him with her.

"I should go." She whispered, kissing her boyfriend softly.

"I promise to write, and you can use McGonagall's fire to get back here any time."

"I know." She smiled, "It's not that long anyway. I'll be back over Christmas and for all the meetings. Things are going to get worse this year."

"True." Charlie kissed her trunk down the stairs, Cate followed at his heels, entering the kitchen to grab some breakfast.

"Finally." She heard Molly's voice mutter as she entered.

"Sorry." Catherine replied as she prepared her breakfast, "I'm completely ready to go, so I got up later."

"It's all right." The older woman smiled wearily, "Arthur just wanted to speak with you before you left."

"Mkay." The eighteen-year-old replied through a bite of toast.

"He's in the sitting room." Cate nodded, then left, greeting Mr Weasley with a smile, then swallowed her toast.

"You wanted to see me?"

"Yes." The man replied, sitting up properly in his seat. "I just wanted to set a few more guidelines about The Order. As things will get more dangerous this year, there are going to be more strict rules." Cate nodded, "I would like to remind you to try your best to stay out of trouble at school, and to also keep an eye on who you need to. Also, letters in and out of here, and Hogwarts, could be being read, so be very careful."

"Anything else?"

"Just keep an eye out for anything strange going on in and around the school. Death eaters, dementors, unknown witches and wizards, anything. Especially in the forest."

"No problem." Catherine stuffed a last bite of toast in her mouth as Molly grabbed her arm, pulling her out of the house.